I beg of
You,
Do not awaken
His beasts within.
He is a very vengeful man.
He does not understand that his
Very
Insanity
Drove you away.
I beg of
You,
Do not awaken
His beasts within.
He is a very vengeful man.
He does not understand that his
Very
Insanity
Drove you away.
I have found my garden
Is beginning to grow
Out beyond my fortress walls.
My flowers have begun to blossom
And
Over take
These well built defenses
Row by row.
Barefoot.
Exposed to the elements of
The changing seasons.
She sways as
The frigid northern wind finds its way
Inside her,
Playing music on her bones.
Her inner self fragile
Upon this path.
Still she moves
Trying to glimpse the moon
Through
Light years and wonder.
He is seeking too.
Wishing to glimpse her
As she basks naked in his glow.
He speaks so vehemently.
Anger spilling
From
His breath onto her
Dress.
Her hands now fretting.
She does not know how to
Remove
This stain
And he does not know
What to do with
The
Tears.
Desirous skin
Mouth so tender
I take pause as you surrender
To this love.
Nothing left but this love.
We
Broke open.
Laid bare
And
Shattered through love.
There was too much passion to be
Contained
In one vessel anyway.
We had no choice in the collision.
Now melding.
Coalesce.
Between you and I
We are a
Luscious mess.
There she stands.
Panic-stricken.
Scared to death to be beautiful.
The word alone makes her feel ashamed.
Uninvited hands touch her.
They grope her hair,
Her thighs.
She has heard the sighs as she enters the room
But never lifts her gaze.
She has felt their eyes under her clothes.
She smells of rosewater and lavender.
Wants you to love her,
But as you approach she will always
Slip back into the shadows.
Placing the iris petals you have given her
Into her hair.
Holding onto her heart for dear life.
Hushed in the stillness
She disappears
Before your eyes.
Undone
Her undoing
His heart
His lips
Undone
His undoing
Her soul
Her skin
Becoming undone
Again
And
Again
And
I dissolve into the sky.
Wanderlust
Takes me by the soul.
The open road.
The crashing surf.
So much magnificence to behold
In
And
On
This earth.
The very roots of the trees share my
Ancient truth.
They know the origin
Of my the journey.
If I stand still
And breathe
I
Remember the connection.
The very source of
The
Beginning.
There
I am.
Let’s sneak out after midnight.
Meet me down the road.
We’ll go running through the field.
Nobody will know.
Bring your father’s bourbon
And a radio too.
We’ll listen to some music.
Maybe dance a song or two.
I’ll bring us a blanket
And wear my yellow dress.
The one I wore last summer.
The one you like best.
We’ll lay down with each other.
Not breathe a single word.
Because we know what our hearts are saying.
Nothing that can be heard.
We’ll count the stars to a million.
We’ll laugh until we cry.
We’ll hold each others hands.
Watch the lightening bugs make fire in the
Sky.
And I can’t wait to see you.
Can’t wait to breathe you in.
Can’t wait to see your laughing eyes
And do it all again.
She thought.
She did not think.
She loved.
She believed she loved.
She thought she was awake.
She was only dreaming
So
Here she lies staring
At the ceiling.
And
Sleep evades her
This darkest night
As so many nights before.
Once again she tosses and turns,
Unpleasant thoughts raging inside her brain.
More often than not this bed is no friend.